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Mad As Rabbits - Panic At The Disco
Come save me from walking off a windowsill
Or I'll sleep in the rain.

Don't you remember when I was a bird
And you were a map?

Now he drags down miles in America
Briefcase in hand.

The stove is creeping up his spine again

Can't get enough trash.

He took the days for pageant

Became as mad as rabbits

With bushels of bad habits

And who could ask for anymore?

Yeah who could have more?

His arms were the branches
Of a christmas tree
Preached the devil in the belfry.

He checked in to learn
His clothes had been thieved
At the train station.

Rope hung his other branch
And at the end was a dog called Bambi

Who was chewing on his parliaments
When he tried to save the calendar business.
He tried to save the calendar business.

He took the days for pageant

And became as mad as rabbits
With bushels of bad habits

Who could ask for anymore?
Who could have more?

The poor son of a humble chimney sweep
Fell to a cheap crowd

So stay asleep and put on that cursive type
You know we live in a toy.

You know that paul cates
Bought himself a trumpet
From the salvation army

But there ain't no sunshine in his song
We must reinvent love.
Reinvent love, reinvent love.

He took the days for pageant

And became as mad as rabbits

With bushels of bad habits

Who could ask for anymore?

Yeah who could have more?

We must reinvent love.

Reinvent love, reinvent love.